Warning:

This is a photo heavy post. I’ll start off with a picture that I get to see everyday right now, LIVE and in person. It is the block just after my street, the block between my house and my parents’ house. I never get used to seeing it at this time of year…it’s that beautiful and I look forward to it all Winter.

OK, so now for a little story I made up in my head. We’ll do this ala Pioneer Woman style. Let me warn you though, while I may have made this up in my head I am probably frighteningly close to what actually happened. It all started during Alden’s soccer game on Saturday.

K: “Come on Powell, please, I want to play. I promise I won’t complain.”

P: “OK, if you can pick me up off the ground I’ll play with you.”

K: “See! I told you it would be fun!”

P: “What happened to you? You better not complain or I’m not playing anymore.”

P: “Here, I’ll help you up since you only weigh about a pound with your chicken legs.”

P: “OK now, don’t be a spaz and fall again. Just play and watch where your going. Did you even notice your shoe is untied?”

P: “Uh-oh! Did I just knock you down or did you fall on your own again?”

P: “Are you OK?”

K: “Yes, it hit my glasses. Now my nose hurts.”

P: “You’re fine. Look, I can poke everything and it isn’t killing you. Get up.”

P: “Here Genius, how many fingers am I holding up?”

P: “OK, good for you. You’re fine. Now leave me alone and when someone goes to high-five you with an open hand, you don’t fist bump them.”